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Post by dakota on Apr 17, 2006 13:03:16 GMT -5
Shep caught the glance from Mar and cut his conversation short. He walked over to her and pulled a sealed envelope from his belt. without a word, he handed it to her. The envelope was stamped. "DSD Confidential. Files Encrypted." He started to walk away and said. " I need that back when you and the LT are done."
The deck officer ushered everyone onboard as the circling SAm's began to return to the transport.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 17, 2006 13:22:02 GMT -5
Mariana takes the note. "Oh goodie. A love note." She whispers to herself, as she reads it, entering the transport.
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Post by dakota on Apr 17, 2006 13:28:20 GMT -5
(ooc, it 's not a letter, more like a blackberry only smaller)
Opening the envelope, a small data datacard slid out into Mar's hand. A quick look showed it contained only one file, but when she tried to call it up, it flashed encrypted and asked for an eight letter password.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 17, 2006 13:31:34 GMT -5
Mariana shrugs, looks at Trassk, then tries entering "Shepherd." as the password.
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Post by Mierin on Apr 17, 2006 13:35:50 GMT -5
Sam quietly watches Mar playing with the device and wonders what's on the data card. She mentally shrugs and goes back to her thoughts as the others enter the transport.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 17, 2006 13:45:04 GMT -5
Mary sits next to Sam, looking distracted, but aiming for Sam's attention. "Loverboy wanted us to see this." She says, in hushed tones.
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Post by dakota on Apr 17, 2006 13:45:53 GMT -5
The screen decrypted. It spilled out that Carson Trassk ( Note: No rank listed)was on special detached assignment for the Department of Special Divisions and was to not to be interfered with under any circumstances by order of General Apollo Lucitonis, the head of DSD. It also stated that he was given carte blanche to deal with the situation as he saw fit and answered to his superiors in Chi-Town. His missions was to coincide with his attachment to CSOG operations and that he was to assist in thier operations but was in no way to be placed in charge of any operations. It was signed at the bottom by Gen. Lucitonis himself and dated four months ago.
Shepherd stood off to the side, facing the open loading ramp, his arms folded and expressionless.
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Post by Mierin on Apr 17, 2006 13:55:33 GMT -5
Sam quietly reads the screen with Mariana. When she is done, she quietly says to Mariana "Thank you for bringing that to my attention" in a quiet expressionless tone of voice. Her face is equally expressionless as she turns to look at Shep for a minute, and then turns around and thinks about what was just revealed.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 17, 2006 14:10:06 GMT -5
"No problem, Ma'am." Mary TKs the envelope back into Shep's belt. "So, he's got bigger friends than me. And probably a larger agenda." She says. "I think this is one of those days where I wish I could read minds." She says.
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Post by dakota on Apr 17, 2006 20:54:08 GMT -5
Shepherd secured the pouch and walked towards the transport's cokpit without a word and seemed to disappear. Within moments, the squad of SAMAS zoomed back aboard, and the Death's Head lifted off, heading away from the ruins of Westvale.
One of the Sam pilots grinned and asked. " Boys, did y'all ever step in it. There must be a good hundred bodies scattered around ground zero down there. We missed one hell of a party."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 18, 2006 9:59:14 GMT -5
"You're welcome to it." Mariana says pleasantly. She turns to Sam and asks, in a concerned, uncomfortable whisper, suddenly sounding like the 19-yr-old she is. "Does all this mean I have to be nice to him from now on?"
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Post by Mierin on Apr 18, 2006 10:24:02 GMT -5
Sam studies Mariana quietly for a minute before answering. "Well," she replies, whispering "nothing says you have to be best friends with him, but if you are going to be working with him then you do have to maintain a professional attitude."
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Post by dakota on Apr 19, 2006 0:20:32 GMT -5
The transport descended after a few minutes flight time to retreive the hovercraft it had dispatched, loaded with Rhys, Dyson and the injured soldiers who were immediately relocated to a makeshift medical ward. Rhys saluted Sam , quickly followed by Wong as the Death's Head lifted off again. " All three of the wounded are being taken care of ma'am, One of the medics said they aren't as bad as they look."
Dyson piped in. " If you don't mind be saying ma'ams, you two look like you've been threw hell."He shirked back, worried that he'd crossed the line, which drew a chuckle from Rhys as they lifted off again and resumed their course.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 19, 2006 7:24:59 GMT -5
Mary looks at Sam, then pulls her helmet off, stretching out. "That's because, young man, we are secure in our femininity, and so do not feel threatened by a little dust. Now, be a good boy and find us some food? I've not eaten since breakfast. Anything you want, Ma'am?" She finishes, turning to Sam.
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Post by Mierin on Apr 19, 2006 7:57:43 GMT -5
Having taken off her helmet already, Sam returned Rhy's salute with a quiet smile at the delivery of his news "Thank you, Rhys." and glances over at Mar and replies, "No, I'm not hungry, thanks." She then falls quiet and contemplative as the transport continued back to base.
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